Chapter 688

Zheng Ru, hindered by the fact that Comrade Xiao Zhao was still present, rolled her eyes at Zhao Desan and whispered: "Tsk, I didn't say that. It was just my mom who saw it wrong."

"I'm joking, how would I dare to climb high to you." Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile to her in a low voice.

Giving Zheng Ru such a high hat so casually made her feel heart-blooming. She lifted her eyebrows, pursed her lips, looked at him, lowered her head, and said in a shy, low voice: "What are you saying, my mom said if you have time, come to my house to play."

"Alright, I'll go when I have time." Zhao Desan said with a smile. At this moment, Comrade Xiao Zhao, who was working with his head down on the side, noticed that Zheng Ru was exceptionally enthusiastic toward Zhao Desan, who had only come to work for the second day, so he looked at Zheng Ru with a strange gaze.

Zheng Ru, who was leaning against Zhao Desan's desk with her head down and looking a bit twisted, clearly noticed that Comrade Xiao Zhao not far away was looking at her with a strange gaze. She rarely lowered her head and felt shy like this when she was usually laughing and joking, so she realized that she was a bit out of state at this moment. She restrained the shy smile on the corners of her mouth, tidied up her emotions, restored calm, looked around the office, and pretended to be very surprised: "Why hasn't Xia Jian come to work yet? It's just that the office is so much quieter."

Zhao Desan thought that he had arranged for Comrade Xiao Zhao to send Xia Jian back last night, so he turned his head and asked him: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you sent Brother Xia back last night, right? Is he okay?"

"Brother Xia was drunk last night." Comrade Xiao Zhao said with a smile.

"This guy generally wouldn't be late." Zheng Ru guessed: "It's very likely that he was drunk last night and slept until he didn't know the time."

"Very likely." Zhao Desan nodded, agreeing with her idea.

Zheng Ru suddenly squeezed out a wicked smile from the corners of her mouth and lowered her voice: "Xia Jian is late for so long today, if that woman surnamed Lan next door knows he hasn't come to work yet, hehe, I guess Xia Jian won't have a good fruit to eat." Zheng Ru said, feeling a bit gloating.

"Shh, Division Chief Lan is coming." Comrade Xiao Zhao suddenly heard the sound of high heels stepping on the floor from the next room and reminded them in a low voice.

The name Division Chief Lan truly made these few people in the Planning Division feel a bit fearful. Hearing that she was coming, Zheng Ru immediately panicked and quickly returned to her seat from Zhao Desan's desk and sat down. Zhao Desan also hurriedly picked up the file materials about the Planning Division on the table and opened them. Several people pretended to work, but at the same time, they were secretly staring at the office door with the corners of their eyes.

Sure enough, Comrade Xiao Zhao heard correctly. First, the sound of high heels "clack, clack, clack" hitting the floor came from far to near, and then a few seconds later, Division Chief Lan stood at the office door. Milky white short-sleeved shirt, black knee-length tube skirt, flesh-colored silk stockings, black high heels, intellectual and full of feminine dress. If you don't pay attention to her cold and beautiful face, this tall and graceful figure would make men fascinated and women envious, jealous, and hateful. But Division Chief Lan's face, which was always straight, made her seem like a lifelike ice sculpture, beautiful and charming, but cold all over, making people unable to get close.

Division Chief Lan's arrogant and cold eyes observed a circle in the Planning Division office, as if she had heard their whispering here, and deliberately came to find Xia Jian. Finding that Xia Jian wasn't there, she asked them in a cold tone: "Where is Xia Jian?" That look of looking down on everything didn't know who she was asking.

Zheng Ru sometimes didn't like to accompany Lan Mei with a smiling face when she got angry, so she lowered her head and pretended to be busy with her own work, as if she hadn't heard anything. Seeing that no one moved, Zhao Desan immediately accompanied her with a smiling face and said: "He... he is stuck in traffic and hasn't come over yet, he should be... be downstairs soon."

"Tell him to come find me in my office when he arrives later!" Lan Mei left such a sentence and turned back to her office next door.

Once Lan Mei left, the Planning Division, which had been silent just now, had a bit of vitality. Zheng Ru raised her head, slightly furrowed her willow-leaf eyebrows, and whispered to Zhao Desan: "Just talking about Xia Jian, she came to find Xia Jian. Xia Jian is unlucky today, but you are quite thoughtful for others, even saying he was stuck in traffic." Zheng Ru said, a wicked smile squeezing out of the corners of her mouth, as if she wasn't very satisfied with his intentional maintenance of Xia Jian. He had seen it on his first day of work yesterday. Zheng Ru was very disgusted with this kind of old oily guy like Xia Jian who liked to bootlick and form cliques. How could he not be? Although he was actually similar to this kind of person like Xia Jian, always saying things that were against his will for some private interests, at least he wouldn't do it as obviously and annoyingly as Xia Jian. The reason he spoke good words for Xia Jian in front of them was also with ulterior motives. On the one hand, he wanted to show them a facade that he was willing to go through fire and water for his colleagues, and on the other hand, he wanted Division Chief Lan to feel that he would think for his colleagues in the same department. It was just that his purpose and thoughts were not done in a way that was not obvious, and it wouldn't be easy for people to see them. "If you say he was late because of traffic, maybe Division Chief Lan will feel it's excusable." Zhao Desan said solemnly.

"I haven't been working here for many days, I haven't been late, I don't know what measures Division Chief Lan will take for subordinates being late." Zheng Ru said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, have you ever been late?"

Comrade Xiao Zhao shook his head: "No."

"Division Chief Lan might have just heard us talking about Xia Jian next door and deliberately came to find him." Zheng Ru leaned her face over and whispered, "It seems we have to be careful in the future, we can't be too loud here, and we can't discuss her randomly. It would be miserable if she heard it."

Because Zheng Ru curled her waist and leaned toward Zhao Desan to whisper to him, the collar of her work clothes, which was open with two buttons, naturally hung down a bit, and the wonderful scenery inside was fully collected in Zhao Desan's eyes. That pair of snow-white, upright breasts were slightly drooping downward in the wrapping of the bra, almost more than half exposed, white and tender, very tempting, which made Zhao Desan tempted to drool, and he turned a deaf ear to Zheng Ru's words as if he hadn't heard them. For a moment, he was a bit out of state, staring straight at her collar to appreciate the white, fragrant breasts inside.

Only after Zheng Ru finished speaking did she notice that he was staring at her collar lustfully without saying a word. Suddenly, she realized and immediately covered her collar with her hand, straightened her waist, glared at him fiercely with gnashing teeth, and turned away. Being seen so thoroughly by him, Zheng Ru, who was a bit careless, felt her heartbeat accelerate invisibly, and her face felt a bit hot and spicy. As soon as she calmed down, the Planning Division became silent.

Seeing her quiet appearance at this moment, Zhao Desan knew she must be shy. If it weren't for Director Zheng's sudden appearance last night, the pair of white and tender breasts he saw just now would have been sucked by his mouth long ago, let alone the breasts, he would probably have fondled every inch of her skin all over her body and explored the flower petal cave. Thinking of what happened last night, Zhao Desan still felt quite regretful, missing such a rare opportunity. If he wanted to conquer Zheng Ru again, the opportunity would become more and more slim.